Later on we were still wandering and still chatting. We had eaten pie and so all was well with the world. When I realised we were approaching mermaid territory I warned that I did really like her and I might just have to buy her. We were thoroughly enjoying ourselves and as as we mused on the mermaid my friend* called her Schrodinger's mermaid. I immediately started to consider how many mermaids could dance on the head of a pin (this is not Schrodinger, he had a cat**). The answer, of course, depends on how big the pin is. I also started to mentally hum Monty Python's Philosophers Song.
Sadly a purchase was not made as there was no price on the little lady. I have a golden rule that if there is no price on something then I cannot afford it, so I walked on by.
.......(I really just want to say don't blink but that might be too predictable??)
*With grateful thanks to the delightful Tanya Batkin for coming up with the idea and allowing me to use it here. We shall meet up and share pie again soon I hope.
**You can look up Schrodinger's cat here.